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Jul 2014
I met her early on
Our journey became long
She gave me the gift of song
Held my hand and told me to come along
Woke me up like the bang of a gong
Fed me well to build me strong
She became the Cheech to my Chong
The King to my Kong
She even helped me to write my wrong
Duran Cawpart
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